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A life time of love...

He had not known where she lived. No address, no full name...nothing. But that did not undermine his feelings for her. She was like a ray of sunshine in his bleak existence.

It was outside the train station in the early morning light, where he had seen her first. She was stunning....to him at least.

He had been blown away from that very moment, although he didn't want to admit it at first. But as the days went by, he could only think of her...and only her.

He wasn't sure when it would be time to eat or to play or to do anything. She occupied his mind completely. He then decided she was to be his life!

For there would be no one else ever again. So the hunt had begun. He had asked everyone through the alleys, markets and the corners of the near by streets. He did not know much about her. Surprisingly, she did not know anything about him. So what had made him so confident of going after her? It was that one look of hers...that one rainy afternoon.

At noon that day, the generous god…

Wateva!

I dont know what prompted me to write this post...but anyways read on...

One is by, of course..N. Well, for starters He calls me at an odd hour and thank god he called. Well, when he does, he is the only one who laughs...ok so this is what he said:

" Hey babes...always keep laughing like this ok. You know na whenever you wanna laugh...whom to call. I'll always make fun of you." ( And there i was thinking..this guy is soo sweet..wateva!)



OK, the next one was an accident or rather we were chatting...not N& me. My classmate D( she is gonna kill if she finds out) suddenly taks my notebook& scribbles something.

I read it...it says( how predictable!)

" I want P(the guys name..).....do something!"( like hell, she wont let me have his no...)

Lastly...this is the most ridiculous thing ever. I dont know what is achieved with this in the end but its disgusting. In our Mumbai Locals(trains) some one or rather some scoundrels scribble rubbish on the walls of the compartm…

Of Bills..Part 2

i never knew that i would write about this again...and soon! ( mind you the first part was in May i guess)Well Hutch seems to have done it again.....what is that you might ask? Well change its name..what else!
First it was Orange then Hutch and now VODAFONE ( Essar still remains a partner). Even the colours keep changing, from orange( literally) to Pink...ewww& now the lovely tomato red(not mistaken i hope). Thankfully the icon remains the same...the "oh-so-cute" cuddly lil pug dog. Yeah well, he too does change his pink home for a red one.They are all over the place...well really the pug isnt so cute afterall, constantly being in your face. its like your doesnt or cant register more than an image frame..( how can it!).
Or maybe its just me all over again.thats true. its that time of the month again.....The BILL time(what else did u think of silly?) Here i am sleeping peacefully( hardly) till 7 am and beep..beep.you have a sms!
It says. Vodafone.

Opps..my mind goes on red…